goodbye june.

15 minutes. I have been staring at my blank slate for that amount of time trying to figure out the best possible way to describe my month of June. And the only thing I could think of is that it was a month of self-reflections, was not one of the best but definitely one worth going through. Would I go through over it again? probably not, but at least if there will ever be a next time...I'll know better.

I will know better than to brush all the ugly stuffs under the rug and pretend that they don't exist. One thing I learned is that this doesn't work for me, because unless I let myself go through what I'm experiencing, I'm doing myself no grace. It is important to feel the real moment. To feel the 'hit'. Because those things won't go anywhere if you run away from them. The moment you decide to face it is the exact moment where all the healing starts.

Now before I overthrow myself into another paragraph of sentimental spree, let me talk about how I spent my last 2 days of June instead.. :]

With some good friends, we joined the rest of the city in crowding the streets to watch the annual Sangyaw parade. It was colorful as it always have been and the weather was very supportive, clouds filled the skies and spared us from possible heat stroke cases. But just like any crowded event, groups of snatchers were preying and one of my dear friends became an unfortunate victim.

That night we went to see a local band, Spongecola. They have been doing gigs here for several times now, but this was the first time I cared to watch. I'm not a fan of the band, but it was not until that instant when I realized that I was actually a fan of their music at least...and in the middle (literally middle) of the drenched and smelly crowd I found myself singing along to every song they played. I could feel all my living emotions soar and gravitate towards the dreamy atmosphere that would then get lost in the lights.

I love how each song fits perfectly to Yael's emotionally pleading voice. He sings the most sincere lyrics without any apologies, and it's painfully comforting how it grabs you straight through the chest. You have to listen to songs like 'Nakapagtataka', 'Di na mababawi', 'Makapiling ka', 'Pasubali' and the last song they played that night 'Jeepney' to really  understand what I'm trying to say.

I went home that morning exhausted, drizzled and with aching soles but that doesn't end there.. I managed to catch some sleep and then went out again to meet my elementary buddies, we spent the whole afternoon at the food court chatting and just simply enjoyed the long missed company.

Then I went home.. took a nap before a friend came to fetch me.. and then we're in to another night of more barbeque, live music and also a post-birthday celebration of a friend.. this time with Rocksteddy. I'm not a fan as well, and I can familiarize lyrics to only two of their songs, but I could not disregard Teddy's innate humor. He's just born to be an entertainer who just happens to be leading a rock band (which is a total plus point). Their music was somehow bitter but in a joking-kind-of-way. It was really fun and if they ever come over here next time, I would absolutely go see them again. 

On the other note, I was also drawn to the band who front acted for that two nights. They played rock OPM classics from the 90's plus some really cool recent songs. And the vocalist owns this gwapo-macho voice. Too bad I wasn't able to really confirm if he was indeed gwapo. hahahaha

So that's how I ended my June. With great music and worthwhile company. Now if only for it's last couple of days, I might consider changing my mind and whole-heartedly experience my June again. :]